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Pandora glanced up as the men stormed her apartment, muddling through their plan to get her. "Amateurs," she thought to herself as she ran towards the bus stop just as the bus was pulling in. She stepped inside and paid her fare, but as she did so, she mustered up as much waterworks as she could. "Sir, I hate to bother you because I know you are busy, but I am being followed by strange men. They haven't left me alone for the past hour and I'm scared. Please, can we move quickly? I just want to be away from them so I can talk to someone about it."

Proud of her performance, because she could see it worked, she sat down, sobbing a bit to keep up the effect, but the driver hurried along and soon they were well away from her apartment. Five blocks away the bus driver pulled over to the next stop. Pandora stood up, "God bless you sir." She spoke to him before she got off. She made her way down the street, wondering where she could go next. She could find a place to crash easily and maybe return to her apartment tomorrow to case it, in case the men there planted bugs or a lookout.

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"It is about my birth parents. I might have found a lead." Rose figured that was vague enough and kept Mab out of it, for now. She smiled at Willow. "Willow trees are one of my favorites, so I love your name too, but no I'm not a student. Never quite cared for the atmosphere of school." Rose loved all trees, and she would only put Oak before Willow though. Willow trees were important because of their medicinal properties too. She didn't know how to tell the girl 'no offense though but I don't know you and this is sort of personal'.

"If you don't mind Sierra before you leave I show you something." She paused, "Or later today. We can meet up after I get off this shift. I don't know what your schedule looks like today sorry." Yep, of course, Rose tried to save face for everyone involved and honestly probably made Willow uncomfortable. What Rose wanted to do though was keep Mab out of it for now. At least until Rose had talked to Sierra alone about her own letter.

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Merlin, fairies...? Disney is right but fairy tales are real? Colby's mind reeled at that information. He wanted to demand to see this Merlin as well. He wanted to know what sick joke this all was. How was he connected to fairy tales? "You're telling me someone named Merlin wrote us a letter. Knows who our parents are. You're a fairy and somehow...somehow out of all of that I'm supposed to just accept that and wander off down a dark ally with you?" He shook his head. She thought flashing her wings would convince him? He knew enough stage magic tricks she could be easily doing something with lights and costume.

"If that is true who are my birth parents then? Where am I from?" That was the true question that burned in Colby's heart. Where was he from? He had never felt like he fit. Like a puzzle piece that was too big for board. And he hated it. He hated his own skin. He understood Mathew more now, felt a weird kindred-ship with him. They were both puzzle pieces from a different puzzle. It explained so much. As much as he wanted to go with the woman known as Tinker (bell? WAS HE TALKING TO TINKER BELL?), he didn't trust any of this. It was too easy, too good to be true.

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"Not a problem ma'am." He said as he let Pandora off of the bus, so far there wasn't anyone looking for her which was good there were a few stores and a diner that was down the road. For the time being she was safe as well, there were a few people getting off of the bus as well. "If you are looking for a place to crash there's a motel not to far from here." A woman who had gotten off of the bus with her. "I can give you directions to it as well." She offered.

Merlin looked at Rosalia for a moment and laughed slightly and nodded, it would have sounded pretty creepy from her point of view he could also understand her being really skeptical as well. "Yes the King Arthur legends are very much real, and I am the real Merlin as well." He told her, seeing that she was surprised that he had shown her a little magic trick before and leaned forward. "Magic is real." He told her and then thought again. "A lot of the fairytales are real, your parents are one of them if you come with me I can tell you more as well."

"Her name is Ashley, but I don't know where she usually hangs out though." He told her while looking down at Doug and then looked at the car that was across the street. Seeing a girl talking to the driver and they had been there for awhile now as well by the looks of it as well. He then looked up at Annabelle, he was pretty sure his parents would be coming home pretty soon to. "I should head back soon." Andy said to her.

Wichita Kansas, Orphanage:

Isabella turned to look at Jack seeing him looking at the letter that she had gotten and glared at him for a moment. "Woooow really looking through a girl's mail?" She said jokingly, letting him read it and nodded slightly. "Yeah, I was adopted probably some weird fuck sent it to me this morning just getting turned on by fucking around with me talking about my parents who probably didn't even want me in the first place." She then parked the car into the parking lot.

There were a few kids who were running through the lobby of the orphanage and they didn't look older than maybe five or so as they had some fun. When Megan would feel a tap on the shoulder, when she turned around it an elderly woman who manned the front desk. "Is there something I can help you with ma'am?" She asked her, when a ball hit her in the back of her head making her mutter slightly under her breath.

Wichita Kansas Oak Park:

Tinker looked at Colby as he started to ask more questions and sighed a little bit and rubbed the bridge of her nose she was getting a bit annoyed with all of the questions being asked. She could understand that they wanted to know all of the answers right away as she looked at the two of them. She looked at Colby for a moment his parent was a little strange to her, and she wasn't sure if he would actually believe it or not. "Right now he's trying to convince another across town, but in three days you can meet him once you make a decision. The two of you are from a different world called Arcadia." She said and looked at Colby. "Your parent is the Chesire Cat." Then she looked at Mathew. "You are the son of the Mad Hater."

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Sierra felt her phone go off, and looked down and smiled seeing that it was Willow's number and quickly sent a text saying hi, before turning her attention back to Rose. Mentioning Rose' parents did pique her interest a bit since she was adopted as well to, and smiled towards her. "That's great, I don't really have anything going on at the moment." She said and then looked towards Willow. "I'll see you later alright."

Sierra then waved for Rose to follow her over towards the back near the break room and leaned back a little bit while looking over at her friend. "Alright so whats up?" Sierra asked, if she could help her friend in some way then that would be really good as well, she thought about the strange letter again, but decided to not bring it up yet. It was still really weird for her to read the letter over again since she wasn't sure if it was real or not.

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Layla would eventually find her sister's car and leaned herself up against it while looking over at her and smiled a little bit, and nodded she didn't mind at all about picking up some supplies for arrow making she did enjoy doing that as well. "Sounds like a good plan to me then." She said while looking at the jeep she drove, and then back over at Cassiopeia for her to open the door. "So, mind unlocking the car?" Layla said smirking a little bit.

"I mean unless you want to walk? That would probably take several hours to get out of the city to." She said jokingly as she went to put the knives into her pack, just in case the police did pull them over. She didn't want to get into any kind of trouble with the police which would really suck as well.

Annie nodded. "Thanks, Andy. See ya around," she said, giving a wave. She would have to call child protective service. No kid should be homeless like that. Sighing, she continued on her walk. Annie also payed some attention to the car across the street. Some guy was talking to a little girl, and the kid looked uncomfortable. Narrowing her eyes Annabelle decided she would take a little detour. This was exactly the kind of thing she was worried around. She didn't want to be judgemental, but that guy did not look like that kids father, and that kid was all by herself on a school day.

So, better than safe than sorry. Doug didn't mind. Annabelle decided to cross the street to get closer to the car. Nobody minded a woman walking her dog. It was the perfect excuse to walk wherever she wanted. It took a bit of getting there, but eventually Annabelle was just outside of earshot of the girl and the person in the cars conversation. As Doug walked around Annie cast a "sneaky" wayward glance toward the conversation to see what was going on. There were some sick people out there. Maybe she was just paranoid because of the conversation she just had but homeless kids with no support are extremely vulnerable.

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Megan slipped the photo of Isabella into her pocket, knowing that she would be there soon enough with her brother. She had to imagine one of the factors as to why Jack chose to ride with her was that Isabella was attractive - and Megan supposed that she could understand it on one level, but she had always gone more for personality and intensity of will over looks anyways. Her eyes flickered to the kids running through the lobby. It felt like a thousand years ago that she had been in this same lobby, attempting to coax a spider into her hand so she could release the poor trapped creature outside. Megan almost felt like she was in a trance as she felt someone tap her on the shoulder and she turned.

She vaguely remembered her - this woman must have been working there around the time Megan was dropped off and later adopted. Had she just entered an emotional labyrinth? "Yes, I'm Dr. Pendragon with the Witchita Medical Examiner's Office... I'm here about the body," she explained, her tone cool and steady. There was a part of her that wanted to mention the letter, but she wasn't about to show her hand there just yet. If she and her brother had both gotten letters, then this old lady could easily have been the one to send them out. "Could you take me to where it was found, please?"

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Cassiopeia smirked at her sister when she harassed her about unlocking the car door. ”Patience young grasshopper,” she teased before she stuck the key into the driver door and unlocked her door. Once she opened up the door she hit the unlock button for the rest of the doors. Cassiopeia then walked to the back of the jeep and tossed her pack inside. Now it was time to get some food and her stomach was already growling with the anticipation. ”I sure hope we catch something when we are out there. We could use a bit more meat in the freezer.”
With their stuff secured in the back, Cassiopeia got into the driver’s seat and turned the car over. She adjusted the heat and the volume for the radio before buckling in. Even though it was an older, much older, vehicle this Jeep still heated up nicely. ”And away we go!” Cassiopeia backed out of the parking stall once Layla was inside and turned out onto the main road and headed to the Chinese restaurant.

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Willow smiled a little at Rose’s compliment and set her phone aside after texting Sierra. Rose turned to her friend and told her something about finding something about her birth parents. Willow couldn’t imagine being adopted. With training to be a Social Worker and being a couple years in now, she would have to shadow people every once in awhile. Children in the system, it was hard to see and harder to see when they were mistreated which was more often than not. Willow was very determined to help as many kids as she could.
She smiled and waved goodbye to them both when they parted from her side. She hoped everything would be okay for Rose. Willow finished the rest of her meal, not really tasting it as she shoved it into her mouth. She then threw some money onto the table before she gathered her things and stood. ”Bye Sierra, I’ll text you later,” she promised before dashing out the door. She walked over to her vehicle and pressed the button on the side of her door handle that allowed her easy access into her car. Willow would have to hurry if she was going to make it back to school in time.

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"...Isabella, you aren't the only one who got a letter like this... I did too and so did Megan, and we both were adopted too, from this orphanage actually... I don't know about you, but this is getting more then a little bit weird... Since what are the odds that multiple people get the same letter? None of it is making any sense to me about this... But we can talk about that later, right now we should probably just figure out why there was a dead man at the orphanage and what happened."

With those words, Jack fell silent, putting the letter back where he had found it and glanced out the car window, just waiting to get there, and figuring there was a chance that Megan probably got there before them. It wouldn't have surprised him if she had, but he didn't say anything else. The whole thought that Isabella had gotten a letter like they did was a bit odd, maybe they could figure this thing out. When she parked the car, he got out of it and looked at her. "Come on, let's go," he said as he headed inside of the Orphanage.

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Rosalia gave him a bit of a weird look, "Right and I'm the queen of France. There is no way that fairy tales and stories like that are real. It's just not possible. Not sure how you pulled off that trick really with the fireball but still, things don't add up. Even if, for some weird reason I believed you, why did we end up here? And also, I ain't no kid of a Fairy Tale character, if I were, seriously doubt my life would be this screwed up," she said, shaking her head and rolling her eyes ever so slightly.

However, a part of her did hesitate slightly. He offered her the chance to know what it was exactly that he was talking about, and a small part of her really did want to believe what it was that he was saying. If her parents were off in another world or something, one of fairy tales and had sent her away to safety, then maybe she hadn't been dropped off at that orphanage because no one wanted her around. She did want to believe in this, and she decided to hell with it anyway. "...Alright, I'll hear what exactly it is that you have to say..."

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Maddy watched as Colby began to get a little worked up. There was something about this boy, so charming, even when upset he just looked absolutely adorable. But as 'Tinker' spoke more and more he began to wonder of the possibilities that perhaps Fairy Tales are real. Most everything is grounded in a grain of truth and how it flourishes depends on who is cultivating it. Could it be that the lands, places, and characters of tales were or had been real at some point? That perhaps stories became legends, legends to myths, and myths to simple children's stories to be forgotten and detached from the realm of reality? Well it certainly seemed to border on the line of impossible; but just because one cannot imagine something is possible does not make it impossible. After all travel in space was thought to be the idea of a child now here we are with satellites, probes, and ships that can enter its expansive void. So was Colby and his meeting to be some form of destiny? Two stories bound to intertwine?

This thought process was halted for a moment as he noticed Colbys nose scrunch a little when he got heated. Did he k ow he did that? It reminded him of his cat back home. Scrunching his nose ar unfamiliar smells, or whenever Maddy would go to boop his nose. His attention was once again snapped back when Tinker mentioned their parents. Colby's was Chesire and his was the Hatter. Was this why they felt such a kinship? Could it be that it was because they shared a story? This question brought upon many more, some more troubling than the last. But one kept making it's way back, was their friendship a lie based upon the intertwining of stories? Or did it make theirs that much more true? Maddy gripped his pants as he tried to make the question go away and looked Tinker in the eyes. "I just have two more questions I think...assuming this is all real, what you're saying, Who else is out there like us? And why did our parents leave us?"

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Mab watched as Sierra walked away with Rose, and Willow made her way out. Mab was under the impression that they were going to talk to her, but they must have misunderstood. Shrugging, they decided they were just going to wait for the food, and thought that if Rose had anything to say to them, it'd be brought to their attention when their food came out. In the meantime they took a few moments to calm themselves. They didn't want to risk having a panic attack over all of this.

The more they reflected on it, they weren't sure they were happy about bringing Rose in on this, if only because it kept them from storming off tho figure out what on Earth was going on. Granted, this was probably a good thing, they didn't know what they were getting into after all. But still, they hated waiting, and even more, they hated the idea of people they didn't know knowing things about them. The idea upset them, if not just straight creeped them out, given how much of a private person they were. They kept going over their memories in their head, trying to come up with who this could possible be.

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Rose nodded at Mab as Sierra and her went into the break room. A little reassurance. Rose wasn't going to bring them into the conversation right away. She was going to start with her own stuff, test the waters with Sierra first, just to make sure she wasn't going to freak out about it or do something weird. The pair went into the break room. "Okay, so I got this super strange letter today." Rose started and pulled the slightly crumpled letter out of her pocket. "Which honestly I was just going to discount cause it sounds wild. My parents alive and well, but they never came for me? And I'm in some kind of danger."

Rose shook her head, it was crazy and if Mab hadn't gotten the same letter. Something about it had spooked Mab a lot too. Rose couldn't put her finger on it though. "And I know I'm not the only one who has gotten it." She didn't say who else had it, but Sierra might put the pieces together.

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The Chesire Cat. Really? That was... Colby didn't have the words for what it was. Cause it felt right. It clicked. But it was absurd. It was the dumbest thing anyone had ever told him. He stared at the woman for a moment trying to figure out if she was pulling his leg. Was this some elaborate trick? She seemed sincere, or at least like she wasn't totally lying. He couldn't quite place his finger on it but she was hard to read.

"What decision?" He added after Mathew's questions. He was also trying to parse through what it meant that he and Mathew were from the same story. Was everyone that this Merlin guy was talking to from Alice in Wonderland? Their characters didn't know each other in any of the versions he had seen, but that didn't mean they didn't. Great, he was already thinking of himself as part of this story and as the Chesire Cat.

Wait...he was literally a cat then? A dozen more questions bounced around his head and he wanted to ask them all but refrained. It wasn't hard to tell Tinker was getting annoyed at their questions.

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Pandora wasn't expecting to have to maintain the act, but if help was being offered, she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. She mustered up another sob, "Aw thank you so much. I appreciate it." She allowed the woman to lead her to the motel, parting ways and she stepped inside. It wasn't a hotel, but it would provide a roof for a bit. She walked to the front desk, debating on lying about her identity, but she decided the work was too much effort. So she provided her ID and got the room.

She was on edge now as she entered the room. It appeared normal. Queen size bed, bathroom. Nothing out of the ordinary except....was that a peephole? Pandora rolled her eyes. Of course, she would have a room where someone looked into the bathroom. She inspected the hole, seeing the other room. It was dark, save for the light coming off the computer. The hole was too small to be plugged up, but she found some tape in the bedside table and taped the hole. She wasn't about to let some pervert peep on her if she could help it.

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Merlin nodded slightly towards Rosalia, at least it was something for the most part, as he started to think a little bit more he did take away some of her memories when they first brought them all here to protect them. He looked into the rearview mirror seeing that Annabelle was nearby as well. One of the other kids that they had managed to take away from Arcadia, he then looked over a Rosalia he didn't reveal who her parents are yet either. "Your mother is Rapunzel and your father is Flynn Rider." He said and then gestured towards the girl who was there.

Annabelle would be able to hear what they are both talking about pretty easily as well without any kind of problem. "She's also another like you as well, and you two are from a different world called Arcadia." He told her, whether Rosa did want to get into the car or not was up to her. "I can offer you a ride to take you wherever you'd like." He offered Rosalia.

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Isabella stared at Jack when he told her about the letter that they both had received. "Well at least i'm not alone then." She said mostly to herself, as she locked her car while looking at Jack. "We can talk about it later over coffee or something then, right now lets just focus on the job at hand." She said, as she started to walk into the orphanage and closed her eyes for a moment and sighed. "Thought i'd never be back here again." She muttered.

Megan would be able to see the name tag on her shirt was Gretchen, she took a long moment before she recognized the name and smiled a little bit. "Oh, great to see you again Meg, look how big you are now." She said, and looked over seeing both Jack and Isabella as well who had just came into the room. Isabella simply showing her badge, but didn't make eye contact right now, and rubbed the back of her neck slightly. "Right, the body follow me." She said, as she turned and started to walk down a hallway towards the back of the orphanage and opened the door. "Body turned up last night and one of the groundskeepers found him there." She said gesturing to the burn mark on the ground.

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Tinker looked towards Mathew when he asked his questions and smiled the first one was pretty easy. "There is about fourteen of you all." Tinker answered him. "We are making some contact with them today if you want to come with me." She said, and then she looked down at the ground when Mathew asked why their parents left them. "The world we are all from, Arcadia is taken over and has been at war for a very long time now. They tried to send most of you here where you'd all be safe." She told him and looked over at Colby.

"The decision to make whether you want to stay here have a normal life, or come with us to your actual home and try and fix it." She said, as she stood up looking over at them. "The decision is ultimately yours whether you want to go or not, but you all are endanger still right now as we speak to." She warned.

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While there was nothing of interest in the motel room, she would be able to hear some noise coming from down the room above her which sounded more like a heated discussion. "Why am I here anyway?" It sounded like a boy's voice, and then there was a woman's voice as well. "Because it's safer for you, there are others after you." The woman said. "So what, I just want to be normal!" The boy yelled before there was what sounded like a door slamming.

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As Willow came out of the diner she would find that there was a key mark on her car, and then there she would see a girl on the other side, mostly out of boredom still scratching away at the paint while humming to herself. Sylvia would also be able to notice the kid there now as well, now trying to hide under he car that she had just keyed. Sierra looked at Rose for a moment when her friend started to talk about the letter which was a relief for her as well. "Believe it or not, I got the same thing as well.." She said as she pulled something out of her apron pocket.

"It was in my mailbox this morning.." She said, and handed it over to Rose, when she looked at it was the same identical letter that she had received as well. "I don't know if it's actually real or not though or it's some weird fuck trying to mess with me honestly." Sierra said rubbed the back of her neck slightly. "Did you friend recive the same thing as well?" Sierra asked Rose while looking at her for a moment.

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Layla just smirked and rolled her eyes slightly towards her sister. "You are a slow poke." She said sarcastically as she stepped into the passenger side of her sister's jeep putting her pack into the backseat as well. She leaned back a little bit looking out the window as they started to drive. She didn't open the window it was a little to cold for that sadly instead she went to turn up the heat a little bit, as her sister started to play the radio.

"So, we hunting some small game then?" Layla asked looking over at her sister and smiled a little bit she had gone hunting so many times and she always did enjoy going out whenever she could. She always did feel pretty comfortable outside a lot of the time as well, a few seconds later they were now outside of the Chinese place that they were going to be going.

Annebelle thought she was being stealthy. Apparently not, as the man in the van recognized her. She was no stranger to him, though he was certainly a stranger to her. In any case, Annie jumped when she was pointed at. She looked over and looked at the kid he was talking too. What did he say? She didn't really catch it. She thought she may have misheard him. They're from a place called Arcadia? That was false- she was from Witchita Falls. Maybe he was claiming he knew where there biological parents were or something. This whole thing creeped her out, and things were only doubled when the man offered that kid a ride in his mystery car.

"Hey," Annie called out. Since she had been mentioned in the conversation, she decided to step in. "Is there a problem here, sir?" Her voice had a hint of hosility in it. Anyone could tell Annie thought something untoward was going on. Especially to what looked like another homeless kid wandering the streets. Annie hadn't realised there was such a homeless child problem around these parts- that would have to be sorted out later, too. Annie crossed her arms and put her weight onto one leg, trying to look tough. Indeed, Annie may have actually looked quite brave and authoritative as she felt on the inside.

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Cassiopeia smirked to herself before smiling merrily at her sister. She tapped her fingers along the steering wheel to the beat of the music. As long as Cassiopeia drove, she dictated what was being played on the radio. So it was something slower but it had a deep beat to it that was oddly energizing yet soothing at the same time. ”I think smaller game yes but we could get lucky and find a deer today. That would keep us both tied over for the whole of winter,” she noted.
Cassiopeia pulled up to the Chinese restaurant and shut the car off. Her stomach grumbled with the anticipation of food and Cassiopeia was unbuckled and out of the car before her sister. ”Who’s the slow one now,” she taunted as she headed into the restaurant. Maybe they would get enough for leftovers. Leftover Chinese was always the best.

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Willow was about to open her car door when she saw the markings on her car and gasped. This vehicle was far from cheap and it would cost a fortune alone to redo the paint and it looked like whoever had marked up her car, cut down enough to get to the metal underneath. A noise caught her attention and she saw a girl humming to herself and still going about keying her car. ”Hey! What do you think you are doing? Willlow stomped around to the other side of her car and glared.
She held out her hand and beckoned for the kid to give her whatever object they were using to deface her car. ”It’s freezing out here anyways. You should go inside. Go on, get yourself a hot chocolate or something,” Willow stated and handed the girl five dollars. Of course Willow was still furious, she was sure her parents would pay to have her vehicle fixed but she was definitely going to be late for class now and although attendance wasn’t taken, her parents would likely know and she would be in trouble for that. Willow knew she should have just stayed at school but she just needed to get out of the stuffy place.

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"Yeah, honestly, the whole sort of situation is weird to me... But yeah, we can talk about it later, right now we do have something else to do. We'll see about talking about it after this," he said to her with a smile, heading towards the doors of the orphanage. It had been a long time since he'd been back there, having essentially left and not once turning back to think about what else was going on there. It made no sense to him to really dwelling on the past, so now they were back there for a job.

"I'm with you on the never imagining being here again," he agreed with her. He waved slightly at Megan when he saw her as they approached Gretchen and Isabella showed her her badge. After a moment, he followed along to where Gretchen was showing them where the body was found. Looking at the burn marks on the ground he found it a bit weird. "..So, this is definitely a bit strange, do you know who the man was at all?" he asked Gretchen.

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"Wait, my mother is Rapunzel and my father is Flynn Rider the thief and what not from that Disney movie? You have got to be kidding me. Your essentially saying that would in a way make me a princess which I seriously doubt, no offense to you, but this still makes not much sense, and I ain't no princess or anything. Like really, a mother whose hair is magical? That honestly makes absolutely no sense, but if you say so, whatever. Nothing that has happened today makes any sense, so eh," she said with a shrug.

Glancing over towards the girl that he had mentioned, she just shrugged slightly, not really knowing what to really say about the whole thing. The guy was being a bit weird, and clearly didn't really care if anyone else seemed to hear him, as the girl came over and asked him a question. "I'm with you slightly on that one," she muttered under her breath slightly as Annabelle asked if something was wrong. "I have no problems, him, not too sure on, he might have a few mental things wrong or something, not too sure, jury is out on that one."

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Colby had been fairly quite during all this, it was a lot to process to be sure. Maddys mind was at ends with itself, his introverted personality wishing to go invisible, stay quiet, and simply observe; while his curious nature wanted to prove Tinkers mind, ask every possible question and more so every impossible question, but the conflict left him sitting there, on a bench, staring down at his pants. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do next, he didn't know which way to go, what was up and if up was even the right direction today go. Matthew pulled out his phone, angling it so only he could see the screen, as his fingerprint unlocked the device with a satisfying click noise. He opened his text messages and tapped on one of the only two people he tended to speak to, Carroll. He sent her a message, having finally decided what it is he wanted to do, but needing to take precautions incase this stranger was some form of kidnapper that prayed on orphans no one would miss.



With that set he clicked his phone off and looked towards the supposed fairy, pixie?, fairytale creature, and nodded at her. "I'll go with you. I'd like to pick up my cat if that's possible, but I'll ultimately trust you...for now. On the way there do you mind telling me about the others? Their parents? What happened to Arcadia? Who did all of this? Oh and are we traveling via dust? I'm allergic to dust and I'm not quite sure how my allergies will react to Pixie Dust, pixie duh, Nevermind that, are there others like you? Anyone else besides you and Merlin?-" Maddys inquisitive side had won the war and his mouth could hardly keep up with the myriad of questions that his mind was producing. It was like a child in a museum asking you every possible question about dinosaurs as if you were the expert on all such things. He knew she probably didn't know everything, but any knowledge is good knowledge he figured.

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Stuck at the table, waiting for food, Mab drummed their fingers on the table. Briefly, they startred to run through the idea of calling in other favors to have people accompany them to the park. Amassing an army for something like this was probably overkill, they reasoned, and moreso, the more they involved other people, the more likely their name would get out. Still, they liked the idea of being able to do something like that, even if it was ultimately a bad idea.

As their stomach grumbled, they half wanted to go out to talk to Rose, but they kept themselves from doing so. Being away from the table when their food was ready might make people think they dined and dashed. It wasn't like they hadn't done that before, of course, but they didn't want to do that where Rose worked. It would make her look bad, and she deserved better than that from Mab. So at their table they stayed, hoping Rose would come back to explain their game plan soon.

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Wichita Kansas Streets:

Merlin nodded towards Rosalia, and sighed a little bit knowing that she would have a hard time believing him still, and her calling him a little crazy as well. "But it is true your parents are Rapunzel and Flynn Rider, how do you think you have your current last him?" Merlin pointed out. And then looked at Annabelle for a moment and smiled towards her when she came up and shook his head slightly. "No problem here at all." Merlin said.

"You are Annabelle Lafeyette, and I know your real mother very well actually, you were adopted by your current family." Merlin said as he watched a few other cars driving by, his attention turning back to the two of them. "I know none of you really remember what had happened when you are younger but I can restore your memories." He told the two of them.

Wichita Kansas, Orphanage:

Gretchen looked towards Jack when he asked her a question and shook her head slightly. "He would occasionally make an appearance, I think he was close by during the night when you were dropped off when the three of you were wee little." She said, as Isabella walked over towards the burn marks. She started to look around a little bit before spotting a nearby camera and then waved Jack and Megan over towards it and then over at the elderly woman. "Could you take us to the security room, and to see if we can pull up the feed from last night?" Isabella asked while looking over at Jack and then at Megan. They both would notice some kind of weird looking vial that was half empty.

Wichita Kansas Oak Park:

Tinker looked at Mathew as he started to ask her a lot of questions again closing her eyes a little bit and rolling her eyes there was so many, he was asking at once. "I cant really say to much about the others for their safety, at least not here." Tinker said as she crossed her arms over her chest noticing that Colby was pretty quiet still, her attention turned back to Mathew.

"Maleficent took over the world with the help of all of the villains as well, so we took the lot of you that we could here where you'd be safe. And there are a few others, though one of us hasn't come back in the last few hours." She told him, Tinker shrugged slightly when Matt asked if he could bring his cat with him. "I'm just giving you some info you two have three days to decide if you want to go back or not, but if you want to follow me around I can keep answering your questions, and you will find out how you guys get there soon."

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Sierra waited for an answer from Rose, and looked at her friend a little bit longer before turning her attention towards the front, and the girl who was sitting at the table who was Rose' friend. "I'll go and talk to her for you." She said smiling towards Rose, gently patting her on the shoulder. Before making her way over towards Sylvia's table and smiled towards the girl who was sitting there and extended a hand towards her. "Heya, i'm a friend of Rose' she said something about talking or whatever?" She said giving a little bit of a smile.

The girl looked at Willow and glared at her for a moment, before snatching up the five dollars and then running off. "Yeah waiting in the diner for some food while you call the cops no thanks." She yelled as she ran off down the sidewalk and then turned and headed around the corner. The paint was pretty much damaged and would cost quiet a bit of money to get repaired as well. Sierra looked out seeing the kid running off, raising an eyebrow towards Willow and then waved her over to come back inside hopefully getting her attention.

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Layla didn't really mind the music that her sister was listening to, personally she liked something a little more rock, but it was her sister who was driving in the first place. As she leaned back a little bit and looked out the window they would be there pretty soon as well. "Sadly we cant really bring a full deer corpse into the apartment you know." She pointed out smirking slightly as she rubbed her arm slightly.

When they were at the restaurant Layla looked at her twin and shook her head slightly. "Oh shut up." Layla said sarcastically as she quickly got out of the car and started to make her way into the restaurant and started to look around. There was a waitress there and smiled at the two of them, and waved them over towards an open table. Layla sat down and stretched slightly and grabbed herself a menu and started to look through to see what she wanted to eat.

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Safely inside the motel room, Pandora was about to rest a bit when she heard yelling through the walls. It was bad enough she had a small peephole, but now she would be able to hear other people's fighting and Lord knows what else. IT was only for a bit until she figured out why those guys were after her.

In fact, the argument she overheard intrigued her. Someone saying people were after them and it was safer. Granted, given how the world worked it could be for a number of reasons why someone needed to run away, but how convenient she had to leave her home because she was being chased and so was someone else.

Did she go check on them? Pandora left her room and scanned the area, wondering if she would see whoever the voice came from. Curiosity got the better of her in most situations. Any other day she would have ignored it all, but today started off weird and continued to be weird. So she would see how far this rabbit hole went.

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"Well, you know, cellular division and replication does wonders for the growing process," Megan commented politely, after Gretchen commented on how big she was. Megan noted slightly that most women would have likely been offended by that, but it had been over a decade since she had seen Gretchen - since she and her brother had been adopted. She followed Gretchen down the halls and outside to where the body had been found, noticing the burn mark with a frown. Megan crouched down and snapped on a pair of gloves, before gently picking up the half empty vial.

"I'll run tests on this back at the lab," she informed her brother and Isabella, before opening up the vial and taking a whiff. Officially, it was a dangerous thing to do, smelling chemicals. Unofficially, it could help you get a general idea of what the chemical was. Sulfurs smelled horrible. Esters tended to have fruity, tropical, or otherwise sweet scents. Meg gagged slightly and closed the vial. It smelled like farts. "I'm guessing some sort of sulfur containing compound - likely an organic then, which would explain the burn marks. Organics are easily flammable."

Now why had John Doe been there the night they were dropped off at the orphanage? And she knew that her brother had been dropped off the same night as her, but from what Gretchen was saying Isabella had been dropped off around the same time as well. That was too much of a coincidence to just easily write off.